Chapter 911 Jianghu Yeyu Ten Years Deng

Chapter 911 Jianghu Yeyu Ten Years Deng

"The troubles are gone, and the world of mortals is far away."

The voice was low and gentle, lingering in the dilapidated main hall. It seemed to be far away amidst the sounds of rain and dripping, and the air was quiet and quiet.

Mu Yunle was completely stunned, and felt some impact washing his heart, just like when he accompanied his mother to a Buddhist temple to fulfill her vows when he was young. He stayed there for one night, laughing and making trouble, causing a commotion in the courtyard, and suddenly heard In the sound of evening drums and morning bells, "Dang, Dang, Dang", the dust seems to have been washed away from the soul, becoming ethereal and clear, with great peace and purity. Since then, I have become much quieter.

She had heard the motto "When troubles are over and the mortal world is far away", she had heard it many times, but she had never felt it like this today. Thinking about it carefully, when other monks recited this sentence, they were often ordaining others, for others. The disheartened secular man who has seen through the mortal world is tonsured. The green smoke curls up, covering his face. Most of it is warning and expectation. It is solemn and solemn, but it lacks the grey-robed monk Zhending who just said that after he had overcome all the tribulations. The feeling of the Buddha is missing the true meaning of the Green Lantern Ancient Buddha.

All the loneliness, all the sorrow, all the hope are buried in this sentence.

Troubles are gone and the world of mortals is far away.

After a while, Mu Yunle came back to his senses and realized that he had forgotten to alert the outside of the temple. He quietly stuck out his tongue and laughed at himself: "Master always said that I am too young, not tempered enough, and my mind is still immature. Feelings are superficial. Although they are very suitable for the poetic and picturesque swordsmanship of the Huanhua Sword School, after all, they lack a bit of sediment. It is easy to unite nature and man, but it is really difficult to return to nature like our predecessors. Now it seems that it is not unreasonable..."

She frankly admitted that her xinxing was insufficient, and she almost forgot about important things because she was overwhelmed by the situation.

"Master, have you heard this piece of music? Do you know Zhenhui Divine Monk? Your Dharma name is Zhending. Could it be that you are the senior monk of the Zhenzi generation in Shaolin?" Mu Yunle took advantage of the opportunity of his mind to calm down due to emotion, and his spirit Spreading outward, connecting with the heaven and earth, sensing various movements, while expressing the doubts that had not had time to arise just now.

Then she saw the gray-robed monk Zhending tapping the wooden fish. Without opening his eyes or turning his head, he whispered back: "I'm lucky to have heard it."

I heard it more than 20 years ago...the "last life" that I rarely recall anymore...

The hall suddenly became quiet, and the pure atmosphere revealed a bit of thoughtlessness after exhaustion. Outside the temple, the rain was gusty and the wind was blowing, and the lotus leaves were ticking.

Mu Yunle Zhiqu looked away and stopped disturbing the gray-robed monk.

At this time, Wang Tong sent a message: "Miss Yunle, why do you feel so strange? Are you always asking about this monk?"

"Don't you think that Master Zhending is the kind of monk who has a story behind him? There must be a story that is so heart-stirring that it makes people cry..." Mu Yunle's eyes were dark and quite smart, no need to When she wielded the sword, she still retained the coquettish and angry attitude of a young girl.

At this point, she suddenly laughed at herself: "Oh, leave me alone, we people from the Huanhua Sword Sect are so inexplicable!"

"I know, I know. We are all in Huanzhou, how could we not know about the poetry and swordsmanship of the Huanhua Sword Sect?" Wang Tong hurriedly defended.

The girl in front of me is proud and restrained, confident and calm. She likes to be praised by others. When she uses the sword, her whole body seems to be shining. She is chivalrous and unrestrained, making people unable to take their eyes away. But on weekdays, she is happy or angry, and her innocence remains, with a frown. Every smile is beautiful... He narrowed his gaze, fearing that the other party would see the unconcealable admiration in his eyes.

Mu Yunle didn't look at him at all. He supported his chin with one hand and his elbow with the other. While guarding against the dark night of Guling, he looked at the blossoming lotus flowers bathing in the rain, with fresh petals.

The sound of the wooden fish was making a sound, which was particularly reassuring. After an unknown period of time, Liang Jiuzhou spat out another mouthful of ink blood, and his pale face became a little more rosy.

"Senior Liang, your injury has improved greatly?" Mu Yun said happily. She felt that Liang Jiuzhou's aura was much more powerful.

Liang Jiuzhou took a breath and said, "I should be able to recover my three powers by dawn, which is enough to take you all away."

Before Mu Yunle and Wang Tong had time to speak, Liang Jiuzhou turned his head and looked outside the temple. He saw rain pouring down and mist filling the air. The night was so dark that he could not see the distance. He frowned and said, "I plan to take advantage of the situation after healing." Traveling quickly at night, get rid of tracking... Such heavy rain and dark night are exactly the environment where powerful monsters like to hang out. If they are encountered continuously, it is no less than being attacked on location. "

The matter is urgent and the enemy is behind us. If it were not for environmental restrictions, we would not be able to take shelter from the rain and heal our wounds.

"Senior Liang, the heavy rain in the dark night and the lonely monster are a threat to us, as well as to the enemies who are following us. Don't worry too much." Wang Tong said with relief.

Mu Yunle pondered for a moment and said, "Senior, do you know which enemies you are tracking?"

Previously, Liang Jiuzhou only said that the pursuers were powerful and discouraged the two of them from helping, without specifying which ones they were.

Liang Jiuzhou sighed and said: "I don't know the others, I only know two of them. One is the descendant of the contemporary Bodhisattva of Joy, 'Cleaning the Desire Bodhisattva' Ying Ning. Although she has not stepped on the first level of the ladder, she is not as good as How different is the fourth level of heaven? One is the maid of the previous generation's "Great Luo Demon Girl" Gu Xiaosang. Today's "Brocade Weaving Sanren" Shao Changge is as good as Ying Ning and is highly regarded by the contemporary Luo Jiao saints. "

"Ying Ning, the contemporary descendant of the Bodhisattva Huanxi... Shao Changge, the Brocade Sanren..." Wang Tong took a breath, these are all well-known figures in the Evil Zuo Dao today!

Mu Yunle calmed down and said solemnly: "Are the nine evil paths mixed together again?"

"That's right." Liang Jiuzhou sensed the surroundings, with uneasiness hidden in his expression.

Beep, beep, beep, they were waiting for the rain to stop and were on guard against the enemy. Unknowingly, it was getting light, the clouds had cleared and the rain had dispersed, and it was a peaceful night.

Governor Liang Jiu breathed a long sigh of relief. He finally got through the most dangerous moment. He stood up in a hurry and saluted the gray-robed monk Meng Qi: "Master, I'll take my leave. Thank you for taking me in."

Meng Qi returned the gesture without saying anything.

Liang Jiuzhou released a strong wind, which swept up Mu Yunle and Wang Tong, clinging to the ground and escaping outside.

When leaving, Mu Yunle couldn't help but look back and saw that the gray-robed monk was still wearing the ancient Buddha with green lanterns and monotonous wooden fish. He was sitting there, as if his soul was deeply hidden, his heart was ashen, leaving only a shell.

After a safe journey, they arrived at the nearest city of Northern Zhou.

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Outside the lone ridge, Ying Ning, who was becoming more and more beautiful and charming, looked at Shao Changge who was deliberately imitating Gu Xiaosang, frowned and said, "They escaped, are you still hiding in this mountain?"

"We searched the mountain inch by inch last night, searched it three times, and fought five battles with the monsters. Where was there any trace of them? It seems that we were deceived by clues." Shao Changge said lightly.

Yingning snorted: "Since when did Liang Jiuzhou have such ability? If it were his sworn brother Gu Changqing, he wouldn't be able to hide it from me!"

"Don't allow others to have adventures?" Shao Changge looked into the distance, "Let's go back."

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In the border city of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, Liang Jiuzhou went to find the talker at Thrushcross Villa. Mu Yunle listened to Hu Le and walked on the street in confidence, with Wang Tong by his side.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she saw an acquaintance: "Yuan Nuxia, have you come to the Northern Zhou Dynasty too?"

Not far away is a woman with bold clothes and bright colors. Unlike people from the Northern Zhou Dynasty and Jin Dynasty, she has a beautiful appearance and a somewhat mature look on her eyebrows and eyes.

The heroine Mu Yunle recognized was called Yuan Yang. She was from the Southern Wilderness. Taking advantage of the shrinkage of the Blood Clothes Sect, she helped many tribes get out of their original predicaments. She had always been admired by others. Now that the Blood Clothes Sect was ready to move again, she had to retreat. When entering the Central Plains, first try to protect yourself.

Because the Huanhua Sword Sect is close to the Southern Wilderness, she and Yuan Yang have met several times and admire each other quite a lot. Especially when there is nothing to inherit, she has almost passed the first level of the ladder!

Yuan Yang smiled sweetly and said, "You little guy, have you wandered into the grassland?"

Little guy... Mu Yunle remembered the past and quickly changed the subject: "Yuan Nuxia, are you traveling?"

Yuan Yang's smile became lighter: "Yes, I am also looking for someone."

Her expression suddenly became dazed, as if she was saying to herself: "Many people say he is dead, but I believe he must still be alive because he has left the world for some reason."